Skye Prower

Skye heard Fluffy sob, but was still to embarrassed to turn. "Don't c-cry Flu... Wait, w-what w-was t-that?" Skye exclaimed, pointing a a nearby patch of long glass that had started rustling. (ooc: So if we meet one and Dylan meets one?)

Ah, that's doable. Depending on the animals temperament.

I'm not sure about the embarrassment thing, but it is hard to hug a cow.

O-okay. Let's see if I c-can work o-out what t-these mean... (ooc: Blast, I still don't have an idea!)

"Oh well. I hope you don't mind just holding and passing stuff then," said Skye as he looked at the blood under a microscope. "That's... that's weird..."

"There's n-nothing wrong w-with one s-small tail. It l-looks, uh... c-c-cute." Skye looked away, his face burning. (ooc: So when do we want to bring the kidnap plot in? And do we want to bring in some of the locals in first?)

It's o-okay Fluffy. It... d-does really h-hurt. *Is lying so Fluffy feels better. Holds out arm to be bandage*

They're not exactly the brightest of animals. They can be curious and friendly though.

"You're tails aren't bad," said Skye. "Wait, tails plural?" he asked.

41 shrugs and doesn't care. Bad 41

Skye extracted some blood while Melody didn't even flinch. He started placing a drop on a microscope slide. "Thanks Dylan. Do you have any medical knowledge?" he asked. ------------ "No... no I didn't. Skye must feel worse..." said Miles.

I... I t-think it's d-done now. *Arm retracts and the straps release. Skye fall out the chair onto the ground, his arm bleeding slightly.* Oof! *looks up at Fluffy* B-boogie a-attack?

Yeah, I know India has a warped sense of priorities when it comes to cattle.

Skye blushed a little when Fluffy said she felt safe, then was confused when she giggled then stopped. "Uh, yeah, I guess there are..." he said awkwardly.

YE-OW! *looks at pad on arm* It f-felt like s-something bit me...

"Okay then," said Skye grabbing a syringe from a box of medical supplies. "Uh, this might hurt a bit Melody." "Don't worry, I won't feel it," she replied. "You're gonna get one helluva shock when you get your new body," muttered Skye. ------------- "At the cost of making you feel bad?" asked Miles.

*A mechanical arm extends from the machine and wraps a pad around Skye's arm* U-uh..... Guess n-not!

"Dylan, could you get the equipment set up while I take the sample? Or would you rather do it the other way round?" asked Skye. ------------ "It makes me feel unhappy and sad," said Miles. "And it clouds my thinking."

*stops laughing* I t-think so. I s-still feel o-okay.

"I don't like it," said Miles.

"Yep. Now, the first thing we need to do it take a sample of blood," said Skye as he led the two over to a table. ------------ Miles looked downcast. "What did you say... empathizes, when you feel sorry for someone but haven't been in their place...?"

M-maybe it's just making s-sure I don't wriggle m-much... *A beam of light emits from the machine and scans Skye up and down.* Heh heh! That t-tickles!

Melody nodded. "I'm gonna see if I can find Red or Miles," said Anna ------------- Ziona smiled sweetly.

*straps fly out of the chair and lash Skye down* U-uh... m-maybe t-this w-wasn't a-a g-good idea!

C-cool. Uh, g-guess I s-sit in the chair then.